Favorite Poem

I forgot about this, found it on Lori's blog actually. I had a copy of this posted on my door throughout highschool.

If

If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
And make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don't deal in lies,
Or being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good nor talk too wise,

If you can dream--and not make dreams your master;
If you can think-- and not make make thoughts your aim
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build them up with worn-out tools;

If your can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;

If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
An so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on!"
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue
Or walk with kings--nor lose the common touch,

If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds worth of distance run;
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And--which is more--you'll be a Man, my Son!!!

~Rudyard Kipling

Freakin awesome

Clock Work

Clock Work, by former TJ desk worker James Endsley

The clock goes slowly on its way,
Paying no mind to the speed of the day.
Slowly moving, when we wish it fast
And too quickly when the moment should last.

Another minute takes its toll,
Wearing slowly, but surely on my soul.
Perhaps it comes to pass the time
To write myself a simply rhyme.

Still slower than it ever goes,
The clock, one of my everlasting foes.
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And now I can throw away another old old piece of paper that was at sometime or another lost behind the desk.

I <3 Sundays

Wisdom bit of the week:
It doesn't work to leap a twenty-foot chasm in two ten-foot jumps. -American Proverb

So, no new baby pics yet. Mom (or grandma now, hehe) is supposed to be sending me some more soon. My sister and the baby are both doing well. I'll get to see the baby for the first time next Friday when I go home! Yay!

This was a pretty good week. I've started playing FF2 (FF Origins), its ok. I love seeing the foundations that are used in the newer titles. Unfortunately, early RPGs are usually poorly designed. I'm playing through the story and if I wander too far from the town I'm supposed to go to, I'll encounter some uber monsters that take me out in one shot. Common! Just use geography or something if you want the game to be so linear!

Talked to Brien online some the other day about our favorite subjects: women, politics, and life. To sum it up, women are crazy, republicans are war mongers, and life is whatever you make it. Gotta love the simplicity. Seriously though, I've realizedthis week that I'm pretty lucky to have friends that I can discuss anything with.

Well, one more easy week, then I get to go home for awhile. Yay for good food and a normal town!

Baby Pics!

Yay for pics!

I'm an uncle!

Holy shit! I'm an uncle as of 5:21am today! Aiden Roark Schoonover was born at 6lbs. 9 ounces, 21 inches long. Sister is doing fine!

I'm an uncle! I'm an uncle!!!!!!!

The day after

I always start by talking about the weather for some reason. I think its always warm or mild in Spain because of the huge body of water, is that right Brien? Anyways, its supposed to keep warming up this week! Today was awesome (for the time of year), about 60-65 degrees. The high for thursday is supposed to get up to 76!

Now for what happened yesterday. Halloween was fun, we handed out candy to trick or treaters at Goat House. John was studying for his physics test, and I was stuffing candy bags for my desk workers. In the midst of our studying (with some frequent Naruto playing breaks), John came up with the excellent idea of drinking! We decided that we would come back, after the desk meeting, and continue our celebration of the dead by killing off some of our own brain cells.

It started pretty small, and we played a TON of Naruto. Then Leah and Zack called and came over with some of their friends. By the end it turned out being a decent size party, complete with shots to "The Spaniard". I had a little too much to drink, as my tolerence is way down, but it was an excellent time nonetheless.